GRH 272 O Thou My Soul

(1)
O thou my soul, forget no more
The friend who all Thy mis’ry bore:
Let every idol be forgot,
But, O my soul, forget Him not.

(2)
Jesus for Thee a body takes,
Thy guilt assumes, Thy fetters breaks,
Discharging all Thy dreadful debt;
And canst thou e’er such love forget?

(3)
Renounce thy works and ways with grief
And fly to this most sure relief;
Nor Him forget who left His throne,
And for Thy life gave up His own.

(4)
Infinite truth and mercy shine
In Him, and He Himself is thine:
And canst thou, then, with sin beset,
Such charms, such matchless charms, forget?

(5)
Ah! no; till life itself depart,
His name shall cheer and warm my heart;
And, lisping this, from earth I’ll rise,
And join the chorus of the skies.